Chapter 170 (1/2)

If you want to escape, you must first find out how many dimensions this damn place is, how big this space is, and... Whether he can move in a higher dimension.

If it can only move in three-dimensional space, the probability of finding the exit is almost zero.

Zhang Yuan tried to extend his fingers to the fourth dimension.

A miracle happened and he succeeded!

With a slight obstacle, his fingers penetrated the closed spacesuit, drilled out of the fourth dimension and entered a void. This feeling is very strange. It seems that the whole picture is torn directly. It is impossible to do it without a high-dimensional perspective.

The fingers soon had a cold, swollen touch without complete disintegration.

”Very good.” Zhang Yuan was delighted and retracted his fingers.

Second, if the space is large, even as large as the solar system, the probability of finding the exit depends on the jet device of the spacesuit is still zero.

Zhang Yuan rested for a few minutes, gathered his spirit and carefully observed the distance.

Soon, because of the huge amount of information received, the mind began to heat up.

This place seems to be full of mirrors, with countless images of itself!

He seemed surrounded by a mirror!

When he looked straight ahead, he saw the soles of his feet, not just once, but seven, eight, nine... As if there were countless times!

This huge amount of information almost broke Zhang Yuan's head again.

”There is no space in the traditional sense. There is only myself and this spacesuit in the whole world!”

There was a lot of sweat on his forehead, and Zhang Yuan tried to make himself more calm.

He deeply experienced the pain of high-dimensional life.

”Maybe it's not painful for high dimensional life, but my perception of low dimensional people can't adapt.”

Zhang Yuan dare not move at random. He has been twisted into a ball. Maybe he moves at will and penetrates his fingers into his heart from another dimension.

In such a place, in case of such an accident, it is almost impossible for the gods to save.

The flashlight in the spacesuit was still on, so he moved back and forth, adjusted the angle bit by bit, and tried again and again.

First, consider the simplest four-dimensional space.

If you twist the three-dimensional space to form a four-dimensional Klein bottle, there is no doubt that a beam of light emitted from the front can indeed hit your back.

But soon, Zhang Yuan found that it was not such a simple situation

It's impossible for him to use the trajectory of light to estimate the curvature in space. There is no air in the space, so it is impossible to produce the so-called dindar benefit, so he can't see the complete light path.

Even if he sees the light path, he will probably think that this beam of light is a real straight line because of the limitations of his own perspective.

Unless he jumps to a higher dimension for global observation, he will find that the trajectory of light is distorted.

Soon, Zhang Yuan thought of other ways... He could guess what the hell was going on in this damn space by observing all kinds of strange distortions of himself and his spacesuit. In addition, some of the scenes he saw were bright and some were dark, which should also have something to do with the trajectory of photon motion.

Imagining a high-dimensional space is definitely a brain burning thing, because it is far beyond Zhang Yuan's daily experience. This omniscient dizziness is transmitted every few seconds.

”Is that the beating heart?”

”That... Is stomach?”

”What is that? Isn't it the apple I ate today? ”

I don't know why all the original structures can still be used, that is, the high-level world is actually compatible with the low-dimensional world.